tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1365244084462704027.post2799364889046155736..comments2015-08-01T09:47:22.633+01:00Comments on BACKWARDS IN HIGH HEELS: Choices.Tania Kindersleyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18355967725006605825noreply@blogger.comBlogger4125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1365244084462704027.post-42769922173189699342014-01-16T11:13:25.313+00:002014-01-16T11:13:25.313+00:00@ makemeadiva: That was brilliant. Yes.@ makemeadiva: That was brilliant. Yes.Marchelinehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11201825708442679157noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1365244084462704027.post-35802401585866682772014-01-15T20:56:36.766+00:002014-01-15T20:56:36.766+00:00I try to stay grateful for the glass, at the very ...I try to stay grateful for the glass, at the very least :)makemeadivahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03086231767791539718noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1365244084462704027.post-40346932460949976162014-01-14T16:32:43.872+00:002014-01-14T16:32:43.872+00:00I changed my world view for the better when I lear...I changed my world view for the better when I learnt to compare down rather than up. Quizzes on th&#39;interweb that enable the person to see just where they sit on the global wealth scale is a good one for that, and having a daughter who was a legacy fundraising manger for Oxfam (until she was made redundant two years ago) was very good at keeping me focused on it. She is now the fundraising manager for a disabled children&#39;s charity. Again, as my mother would have said &quot;it&#39;s important to know when we are well off&quot;. My daughter&#39;s health has only ever given me fleeting anxiety as she worked her way through common childhood ailments. I am a very fortunate woman.Marion Bulmerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13702475308562601190noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1365244084462704027.post-11423075044190100692014-01-14T13:55:11.500+00:002014-01-14T13:55:11.500+00:00I absolutely believe it&#39;s a choice. I used to...I absolutely believe it&#39;s a choice. I used to call myself a pessimist, a negative Nancy. And I was. But I didn&#39;t realize that I could decide to be something else. It was a beautiful thing to realize that I could. I now proudly - not at all self-consciously - call myself an optimist, a person that continues to search for the beauty in life. Maryhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04604043603331696042noreply@blogger.com